Two days ago......

In the twilight of spring, the Manhai is not more green than other places, a hundred flowers are gorgeous, and the bright golden yellow of thousands of years is like a vast ocean, guarding a pure land in the Daning Dynasty. There seems to be no change of seasons on the sea, but when the frost falls, the insects and birds in the forest will be much less chirping.

At this moment, the temple under the rare Buddha statue sitting in the golden wave and higher than the sky wafted out of the sandalwood fragrance, and the sound of chanting could be faintly heard. Suddenly, a melodious and pure chime bell reverberated from the temple, as if it carried boundless Dharma energy to every corner of Manhai. Before the sound of the bell was gone, the crisp and pleasant wind chimes squeezed in, whispering the subtleties between heaven and earth.

The Temple of the Dead, in a quiet meditation room.

A beautiful young monk sat in front of the couch, holding a bowl of clear soup porridge, and fed the old monk lying on the couch with light and skillful movements. The monk lying on the couch had a white beard and a wrinkled face, but his deep old eyes were clear and shining. The old monk is the former host of the Temple of the Dead, the Master of Bitterness!

Ten years have passed, and the former young monk has taken refuge and grown up a lot, and he has been serving the bittersweet and bitter happiness of being paralyzed for ten years.

When a spoonful of porridge and rice was brought to Kule's mouth, a nervous and excited look suddenly appeared on his face, and at that moment, it was as if his body that had been paralyzed for many years immediately became conscious!

"Master, what's wrong with you!"

After a while, his expression of bitterness and happiness was restored, and he looked at the conversion in front of him, and said lightly: "Disciple, there is a guest visiting today, you go to wait outside the temple gate and bring her to see me." ”

He took refuge and left the monastery.

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Outside the temple gate, after welcoming the refuge for a long time, I finally saw a figure walking unhurriedly on the forest avenue, which should be the guest mentioned by the master. However, when the man came closer until he could see her face clearly, he was stunned that he had even taken refuge.

She is extraordinary, dressed in snow-white clothes, and the beauty between her eyebrows is still there, which is not inferior to the appearance of the fairy goddess ten years ago. But it was this female benefactor who brutalized the master ten years ago, so that the master could no longer stand up! For a while, the scene of the murder of the master in the chaotic abyss ten years ago was repeatedly played upside down in the refuge's mind, triggering the fire of jealousy that had been buried in his chest for many years. There was only one thought left in his heart, to avenge his master!

The handsome face of the refuge was rarely hideous and resentful, and the qi pulses in his whole body surged, just waiting for the arrival of that person.

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life voice came into his ears, and the voice said: "Refuge, the teacher said that there was another person who killed the teacher back then, and it is definitely not Miss Aying, you must not be reckless and fight against her!"

This voice is the sound of the bitterness and happiness lying quietly in the meditation room in the temple, and the sound of profound power comes from the air.

Taking refuge and replied angrily: "But Master, ten years ago, this demon girl Ah Ying caused you to have all the meridians in your body broken, and everyone in the world can see it, why do you still defend her now! Even if she hadn't done this murder back then, Master's murder must have nothing to do with her! Master, what kind of disciple is going to get justice for you today!"

Although the bitter voice came from the air, the tone was much heavier, "Take refuge, you still can't trust Master." If you still recognize me as a master, please bring her to me, and I have something to say to this female benefactor. ”

"Master!" Refuge shouted helplessly, seeing that the woman was about to walk in front of him, he had to let go of the hatred in his chest, but it was not pleasant.

Bai Qing, who came to the Temple of Death, saw the young monk who was independent at the temple gate from a distance, and she repeatedly measured and speculated along the way, and she had roughly determined the identity of the young monk. "Take refuge in the little master, I haven't seen you for ten years, don't come unharmed. Bai Qing put her hands together and took refuge and bowed to the Buddha.

The refuge didn't wait to see him, he snorted and said coldly: "What are you doing here in our Death Temple?"

"I came to visit the Master of Bitterness. ”

Hearing this, the refuge shouted heavily: "Don't you still think that the master is not miserable enough!"

Bai Qing also understood why the refuge had such an attitude.

"Come with me, don't make Master wait long. "Take refuge in the cold way.

In the meditation room, Bai Qing, who came with the refuge, saw that the bitterness lying on the couch was a little older than ten years ago, and unconsciously called: "Master of Bitterness"

Bitter Joy's gaze briefly fell on Bai Qing, and then turned to the place of refuge, he said, "Refuge, you go and get busy first, as a teacher, you have to stay alone with the Aying donor for a while." ”

Refugee became nervous again when he heard this, "But...... Master!"

Bitter Joy smiled: "It's not in the way, you can go." ”

After taking refuge and leaving the meditation room, bitter joy said: "The old man has been lying on the couch for ten years, and my disciple has put all the blame on the donor, and the donor must not blame him!"

Bai Qing said: "I'm sorry, I hurt you!"

"Ah Ying don't need to blame himself, all this is arranged by fate. Bitter Joy said: "I also heard about the break between the donor and the Xuan Demon outside the Misty Swamp ten years ago, I thought that all the grievances would be over, but now that the black evil son is besieging the Broken Cloud Pavilion, I am afraid that the donor will be involved again!"

Seeing that Bai Qing didn't want to answer with herself, Bitter Joy changed the topic and asked, "Ten years ago, Lao Qu taught the donor the Sutra of Death, I don't know how much the donor has learned over the years?"

Bai Qing said: "The Sutra of Passing Away is the Sutra of the Great Dao, containing countless mysteries and mysteries in the world, how dare the disciple talk about the word "penetration"! However, ten years ago, the disciple did not understand the reason, and the master was so loved, but he did not say half a word of thanks. Here, the disciple thanked the master for his assistance and grace in receiving the Fa!" As she spoke, Bai Qing lowered her body and bowed heavily.

Kule smiled, "If the donor really wants to thank him, why don't he temporarily live in the temple for three or two days, and take care of me, an old man who can't go to the ground?"

"Since the master has spoken, the disciple should obey the order. ”

Kule said with a smile: "When the donor came, the old man still had half a bowl of porridge and rice that had not been used up, and he was afraid that he would have to bother the donor." At the end of his sentence, his gaze fell on the half-bowl of porridge and rice on the wooden table in the meditation room.

Bai Qing also understood, and brought this half bowl of porridge and rice to lean on the couch and feed bitter joy one bite at a time.

"I can't imagine that ten years have passed, and the donor's appearance has not changed at all, and then I and other mortals in the world can't get rid of the fate of old age and decay!"

A flash of worry flashed on Bai Qing's face, and she said: "Sometimes Disciple Hou thinks that if I can grow old slowly in the long river of years like ordinary people, and finally let go of everything, lean under the old tree and watch the sunset and depression, thinking about my life, how wonderful it would be......"

This day should be Bai Qing's busiest day for more than ten years, in addition to taking care of the three meals a day, at the request of refuge, he helped the bitter master dredge the meridians once in the morning and evening, washed a few pieces of clothes, and carried the bitter master to the main hall to visit the Buddha once.

It wasn't until night that Bai Qing felt a little relieved, it was hard for her to imagine that for a whole ten years, Bitter Joy and Refuge were both spent like this, thinking of this, Bai Qing felt ashamed in her heart, if it wasn't for herself, how could Master Kule suffer for ten years, and even the refuge monk lost his freedom.

On the second day, Bai Qing got up early and began to repeat what she had done yesterday, and the whole day passed in a hurry, until the sunset on the mountain, Bai Qing carried the bitterness and happiness of the Buddha on her back and wanted to set off for her residence.

Bitter Joy suddenly raised his voice and called: "Ah Ying donor." ”

Bai Qing immediately responded: "The disciple is here." ”

"I won't go back to the meditation room today, I still want to go somewhere, I'm afraid I'll have to bother the donor to give me another ride. ”

The temple corridor behind the temple is long and clear, elegant and clean, and there are many ancient trees with yellow leaves. Since there are no monks living in the back temple, there are few people here on weekdays, and no one cleans the bright gold leaves in a place, and there is a crisp sound when someone steps on it.

In the depths of the back temple, the Tallinn formed by nearly 100 towering Buddhist temples is full of vicissitudes of mystery. It is said that each Buddhist temple here represents a monk who passed away in the temple of the past life, and there is a relic buried under the Buddhist temple.

This seemingly grand pattern of the Buddhist temple Tallinn is actually the thing under it, the towering Buddha sitting between heaven and earth, thousands of years to witness the world's joys and sorrows!

Night, not yet come.

I saw a thin figure walking out of Tallinn, and there was a person on her back.